The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Soon, Matthew put this idea behind his mind.

What does the Black Evil Cult have to do with him?

His first priority now is to think about how to help Hades take out the demon seed in his mouth.

"How to take out this demon seed?" Matthew asked Motu.

Since the other party can recognize the demon seed at a glance, there may be a solution.

But Motu shook his head slightly when he heard Matthew's question and said, "Once the demon seed grows, it cannot be contained. However, I have a method that can temporarily remove the demon seed. However, the demon seed will recover again in a year at most."

"My method can only be used once, and the side effect is that after the time is over, the power of the demon seed will be more than twice as strong as before."

After Motu finished speaking, he looked at Matthew silently, waiting for his reply.

Matthew did not answer Motu immediately, but touched his chin and lowered his head in thought.

About a moment later, Matthew said, "First remove the demon seed."

Motu had no opinion on this.

After nodding, he began to cast a spell.

In less than an hour, the demon seed was stripped out of the mouth of the Hades.

Before Matthew could put away the Hades, the forbidden demon monument emitted a black light.

The black light rolled up and sucked the Hades into it.

Matthew saw this and showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

After discovering that he could still feel the connection with the Hades in his heart, he was slightly relieved.

"How are you going to deal with this thing?" Motu asked.

The stripped demon seed was wrapped in a black light shield and suspended in the air.

This time, Matthew did not answer Motu's words, but sneered.

A few days later, Matthew left this place.

He was very fast. After flying out of the nameless mountain, he rushed in one direction.

Although the current war situation has been temporarily calmed down, everyone knows that this is the four major sects and the Black Evil Sect brewing a big move.

After flying for nearly a month, Matthew landed in front of an inconspicuous small Taoist temple.

There was no plaque on the temple, and the gate was in ruins.

After Matthew arrived, he observed it briefly and then walked into the temple.

As soon as he entered, a little Taoist boy ran over quickly.

"Greetings, senior."

Matthew did not hide his aura when he came. The little Taoist boy was only practicing Qi. When he came to Matthew, he immediately bowed respectfully.

"Is Daoist Fellow Bian Chengren here?" Matthew asked.

The little Taoist boy subconsciously looked up at Matthew, and after his eyes turned slightly, he nodded and said, "Yes, I will go and inform Senior Bian right away."

He was just a gatekeeper. Since Matthew took the initiative to report Bian Chengren's name, he only needed to report it.

After saying that, the little Taoist boy ran away immediately.

This month, Matthew has been looking for Bian Chengren.

After asking around, he finally knew that Bian Chengren was in this small Taoist temple.

Shortly after the little Taoist boy ran away, a slightly hurried footsteps sounded from inside.

"Brother Li, I didn't expect you to really come."

The person who spoke was Bian Chengren.

At this moment, his voice was full of surprise and surprise.

He walked out quickly and came to Matthew.

Now Bian Chengren was no longer wearing the golden armor, but changed into a plain and elegant robe, which made him look more restrained and calm.

Matthew smiled slightly, bowed to Bian Chengren and said with a smile: "Brother Bian, it has been a while since we last parted. This time, I came here to discuss something with you."

Bian Chengren's eyes flashed with curiosity when he heard this, and he made a gesture of invitation and said: "Brother Li, please follow me inside to discuss in detail."

The two did not say much outside the door. Bian Chengren led Matthew through a deep corridor and came to a secluded courtyard.

This small courtyard is full of various flowers and plants, and the breeze brings bursts of flower fragrance.

After walking for a while, the two came to a small room.

After entering the room, Matthew found that the furnishings here were very simple. A wooden table.

There were a few books and an oil lamp on it, two chairs were placed on both sides of the table, and there was a neat bed in the corner.

Bian Chengren did not invite Matthew to sit down, but walked straight to the bed.

He reached out and gently pulled the edge of the bed. Suddenly, the wall next to it made a slight friction sound and slowly opened, revealing a hidden small door.

Matthew looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes calm, as if he had guessed that there would be such a mechanism hidden in this room.

Bian Chengren turned his head to look at Matthew, smiled slightly, and motioned him to follow him into this mysterious space.

Matthew nodded and walked in.

Behind the small door is a long dark passage.

This secret passage was narrow and deep, with a stone inlaid every few steps that emitted a soft light, illuminating the road ahead.

Matthew followed Bian Chengren and walked slowly, but the two did not say a word.